Chapter 285 Ah? Me?
Thursday, September 9, in the Holy Wind Cathedral Conference Room.

"When Old Blue heard that someone in Backlund dared to challenge Storm's majesty, he immediately took the nearest steam train and rushed here! He said: Even if it costs me my old bones, I will swear to defend the safety of the citizens of Backlund to the death!
"That's what happened, Senior Deacon Roy!" After reporting the "truth", Fors bowed and sat down.

The Punishers who were sitting at the U-shaped table couldn't help but exclaim in admiration. They looked at the old man next to Roy, and saw him tremblingly stand up from his chair, supporting the conference table with both hands. The veins on the back of his hands bulged, but his voice was still powerful and like thunder:
“A retired warhorse from the battlefield, even if it is so old that it can only lie beside the manger and eat grass feebly, still has a heart that can gallop a thousand miles!
"Me! Old Blue, the retired Mandated Punisher! But as long as the storm needs me, even if I am so old that only my teeth can move, I will respond immediately, just like always!

“And here I am, an old man, and I come into this conference room, and what do I see?
“A group of new generation punishers who are even more discouraged than the old ones!
"Tell me, are you older than me? Why do you look so lifeless?!
"I'm not targeting any one person, I'm saying that everyone here is a lecher!
"Where's your Rage? Was it eaten by the damn demon dog?!"

Fors and Xio both had tense expressions. Even though they knew that this was a double act between Old Blue and Deacon Roy, they were both getting agitated by the scolding... not to mention the other Punishers!
The expressions of these sturdy men, who were not in a good mood to begin with, suddenly became extremely distorted. They were all captains of the Mandated Punishers teams in various districts of Backlund. The lowest Sequence was Sequence 7, and Sequence 6 was not uncommon. One of the men with dark blue hair suddenly stood up and shouted:

"Old man! What qualifications do you have to blame us! Haven't you just lived a few more years and eaten a few more years?!
"You were just 'lucky' to catch Qilingos? I can do that too!

“Aren’t you just ‘lucky’ to have found the evil god’s incarnation and participated in the execution?!

"Aren't you just 'lucky' to be recognized by His Excellency 'Singer of God' and receive a personal audience?!

"You...you! Damn it! Old man!"

The expressions of the punishers changed. If it wasn't for this reckless guy saying it, they would have really forgotten the old guy's past! This... the old guy really has the right to stand there and scold people. I heard that his neck was broken at that time, but he survived tenaciously...

Roy Wellington stood up at the right time, took off his captain's hat, and said in a magnetic voice:
"Did you hear what Old Blue said? It's better to be scolded by our own people than by believers! It's better to be scolded by believers than for believers to completely lose their trust in us! By then, you and I will both be sinners!

"But I know that you haven't had a good sleep recently. Everyone is patrolling as hard as they can! They want to find the vicious criminal! I know! Thank you for your hard work, everyone!"

The man with the highest status at the scene lowered his head and bowed to the crowd. After receiving a surprised and touching response, he suddenly raised his head and shouted in a voice that seemed to be accompanied by a song:
“The storm is above!
"Everyone, the followers of the storm still need us! The villains are still laughing wildly in the night, and sin is flowing there!

"And from today on, the storm will once again sweep across the entire Backlund! You and I are both the storm!

"To borrow a phrase from His Excellency 'Singer of God', 'The storm is not afraid of any challenge'!
"The storm is with you!"

"Storm is above!" Old Blue was the first to beat his left chest and yelled loudly, followed by Xio, Fors, and then all the participants in the conference room.

……

"Okay? Can I go back to Tingen? I have done everything I can! See, people's hearts are useful!" Old Blue sat on the sofa in front of Roy's desk and said weakly.

"..." Fors and Xio stood aside, not daring to speak.

Roy stamped a few seals, then stared at the old man and said:
"You've changed. The last time you came to Backlund, you really took the initiative to look for various opportunities to cleanse your sins. At that time, you had a fighting spirit that didn't belong to your age group, but now you have become more like an old man." Old Blue smiled:
"I am an old man! Although it is said that men stay young until they die, that is something that only a perverted guy like Russell, who is controlled by his lower body, would say. I accept my age very well.

"When I left, I left you my successors. Who knew you would let them go to train? Are you hiding them or protecting them?"

Xio's eyes lit up. She had long been dissatisfied with not being able to truly participate in extraordinary events! What was so good about reading those books!

"Of course it's protection!" Roy said, holding his chin with his hands crossed:

“The appearance of two female Substitute Punishers must be a hot topic… so I’m waiting for an opportunity, an opportunity for them to be recognized by everyone!
"Isn't this what's happening now? The 'devil' killed people, and the victims were all women, and our female Punishers avenged them...

"The Aurora Society is wreaking havoc. Our female Substitute Punishers are going to wipe out the cultists' dens...

"What do you think? What do you two think? If you have any suggestions, feel free to offer them."

Uh… the two ladies looked at each other and quickly exchanged opinions… even though they felt a little “used”… but if the murderer could be solved as soon as possible, that wouldn’t be bad, right?

Xio immediately replied loudly:
"Report! No comments!"

Old Bruce tapped the ground with his cane and complained:
"Want to be a hot topic? Want to be on the front page of a newspaper? Isn't the fastest way to start a newspaper of your own? We at Storm are not short of money, so we can just buy a few and merge them into the largest paper media in Backlund...

"When the time comes, the two ladies can take beautiful photos while eating or shopping, and publish them directly. The name will be 'The Beauty of Ms. Storm'... By then, attracting female believers will be as easy as drinking water, right?"

Fors was stunned. If that happened... it would be so embarrassing! And if I went out to buy a pie, I would be recognized, right? Absolutely not!
"...Your idea is as strange as ever, but it is indeed a solution." Roy was actually thinking seriously! He picked up the pen and quickly drafted a document. With a snap, the seal was stamped again. He pushed the paper to the desk and said:
"Since you are so good at propaganda and eloquent, you will be responsible for promoting Backlund's Storm Faith. The new newspaper will be handed over to you. The funding is 300 pounds. If you make more, I will refund you. If you make less, I will not make up for it.

"Well, don't worry about Tingen. Instead of struggling there, I specially asked you to come to Backlund.

"You can't go back this time, so just live in Backlund and retire there."

"Fuck! 300 pounds to open a newspaper in Backlund?! You TM..."

Old Blue couldn't hold it in any longer, and immediately turned to Fors and said:
"Fors, I'll give you 100 pounds and you can start a newspaper."

"Ah I?!"

(End of this chapter)